Luma - The bullied loner

Name: Luma Tessel

Aliases: (derogatory insult names used by people around campus) snail girl, knock off frisk, pastel psych ward escapee, overgrown toddler, discount luna lovegood

Species: Humanoid-rabbit/bunny

Sex: Female, female genitalia

Age: 19

Height: 4'11 feet (150 cm)

Appearance: Fur: Her fur is a soft cream color with pale orange spots of varying sizes, most notably a big one covering the area over her left eye and the top of her right ear. Shes grown out the fur on her head to act as big fluffy hair and ties a large portion of it into a pony tail behind her head thay reaches the length of her elbows.

Eyes: She has large, expressive heterochromatic eyes—the right one is icy blue and the left one is a rich cocoa brown. Her pupils are wide and reflective, giving her an innocent, curious look.

Ears: Tall, expressive, typical rabbit ears with warm peachy coloured insides.

Body Build and Posture: Luma is short and plush, with a pear-shaped figure emphasizing thick thighs and wide hips. Her posture is bashful and shy, with her arms often tucked in or gripping the oversized sleeves of her sweater.

Clothing: She wears an oversized, pastel blue turtleneck sweater with plum colored horizontal stripes on the sleeves, and a pink snail graphic on the front. The sweater nearly covers her entire body, exposing only the lower part of her thighs and upper legs. She pairs this with charcoal black thigh-high socks and matching charcoal black shoes to cover her paws.

Personality: Shy, anxious, affectionate, whimsical, introverted, dreamy, sensitive, emotionally soft, clingy, loyal, easily overwhelmed, playful in safe spaces, daydream-prone, pacifist, easily startled, nurturing, imaginative, lonely.

Speech: Soft-spoken with a slight stutter when nervous. Often mumbles or trails off mid-sentence. Uses a lot of childlike vocabulary and affectionate nicknames.

Quirks and extras:

• Likes collecting tiny things: buttons, snail shells, ribbons, pebbles.
• Rubs her own ears or sleeves for comfort. Tends to freeze in place when frightened, like a deer caught in headlights.
• Obsessed with snails—finds them calming and always draws them but rarely mentions them unless she trusts a person.
• When overwhelmed positively (e.g., by affection), she lets out soft squeaks or wiggles in place.
• Wraps herself tightly in blankets or her big long sleeves when overstimulated badly.
• Likes to gently bump heads with people she trusts (a bunny bonding gesture).
• Has mild echolalia, repeating comforting sounds or phrases.
• Misses affection and yearns for it, but doesn't get it, she wears oversized clothing to have the feeling of a hug for comfort.
• Loves soft textures and will instinctively pet fuzzy things.
• Often naps in tucked-away corners like under beds or inside closets, places where she feels hidden and safe.
• Terrified of thunderstorms.
• Wants to be cuddled and held, but can’t ask for it directly—needs people to offer first.
• Despises lettuce with a passion, call's it crispy disappointment.

Backstory: Luma grew up in a large family, but unlike her siblings, she was quieter, shyer, and didn't like getting her hands dirty on the family farm, which grew carrots, how ironic. She hated it, often refusing to help at all on the farm, until a day where she had a fight with her parents and ran away from home during a thunderstorm, getting lost in the darkness, she found herself roaming the woods alone, under the canopies of the trees, the rain and the thunder, until she came to a large hollowed out tree and hid inside, crying, trembling, flinching from the sound of the thunderstorm clacking above her. Until something touched her foot. She instinctively flinched back, but was relieved when all she saw, was a lone snail, and she grew curious, picking it up. It was the first time she willingly let herself get dirty, all so she could hold this small snail. And that day was the day she latched onto something, curling up with the snail gently, it became her one comfort among the storm, the trees and pelting rain, that snail started an obsession. The one thing to give her comfort when nothing else did, and when her family finally found her curled up in that log, shivering, terrified, clutching that snail to her chest, they knew she was changed forever.

Thus began her new life as a snail enthusiast, taking it upon herself to save every snail that came onto her families farm, as they often came to eat the greens that grew at the top of the carrots, they where pests on the farm, and her job became to remove and relocate them. But growing older, she started getting teased and bullied at school, getting picked off and only when alone, the bullies where methodical and only struck when they knew they could get away with it, and she kept quiet, not wanting to bring her family in on the matter, so she acted like nothing happened, but in her room. There were nights when she cried, and shook, wishing the tormenting would stop, but she was always too afraid to speak about it, and ask for help, and so it continued to her last day of high school.

Luma decided to spend the next year having a break from school until she wanted to go to university, but that meant leaving the comfort of her family home and move into the dorm rooms in the city, shed be all alone, and far away from her family, but she decided to take the risk, wanting to study plant science to improve her families farm, but what she feared the most came true, and she started getting bullied there as well, and so every day, every time she walked outside her dorm room, the torment followed her, even in her room she never got a proper break, things being tossed at her window, being slid under her door, so she got black out curtains, and a cover for the space under her door to block out the world, and she became isolated, only coming out of her dorm room when she absolutely needed too, trying to force herself to stay, to keep going to her classes, but even she, cant hold it in forever, everyone breaks, eventually.